PCs with Gerome

[swordhandled]

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[swordhandled]

You're well aware that it wouldn't be the worse injuries I've gotten.

[maskarang]

Even so, I'm not sure I can let you do something this dangerous. [ ... ] Why make this offer now?

[swordhandled]

I'm thinking... it's something I should have done earlier.

[maskarang]

[ looking him over in those dumb pjs ]

Did something happen at the slumber party?

[swordhandled]

[ the faintest of blushes comes on his face ]

Why would have something have happened there?

[maskarang]

[ suspicious ]

You've been acting strange for some time now. Coming to my room at this hour, in that no less... and now making this request.

[swordhandled]

Wait, how have I been acting strange?

[maskarang]

You haven't noticed?

[swordhandled]

Perhaps it could have waited, but I wanted to come visit you Gerome.

[maskarang]

And that's what I don't understand.

[swordhandled]

[ sighs ] I wish to know you better.

[maskarang]

You would allow Minerva to maim you over something so foolish? [ and come here over something so foolish too. now it's his turn to sigh. ] No, I suppose this is my fault. I have been making things rather... difficult.

Fine. Perhaps I can indulge you for a few more conversations.

[swordhandled]

I'm sure she would keep me... partially intact. [ but he won't say anything else there, if only because he hasn't been helping matters ]

I appreciate it. [ going to sit on the bed then ]

[maskarang]

[ watching him sit??? looking at minerva to make sure she wasn't disturbed. since she seems to be resting peacefully, he focuses on owain again. ]

... If you're going to stay, please don't disturb Minerva.

[swordhandled]

I'll be careful with her, sorry.

[ he does look a little sorry at that ]

[maskarang]

You have my thanks.

[ continues to stand exactly where he is with all the rigidity you'd expect of someone who has no idea how to engage in social conversation. ]

[swordhandled]

--You know you could just relax when it's us two.

[maskarang]

... I am relaxed.

[swordhandled]

You're about as rigid as Frederick when he reports to Chrom.

[maskarang]

No, his posture was always more— [ ... ... nevermind. clears throat. ] I suppose I could sit. As long as we whisper.

[swordhandled]

Fine with me

[ not saying anything about how gerome slipped there, but he does gently scoot so gerome can sit ]

[maskarang]

[ sits as daintily as an armored dude can sit to avoid disturbing his wyvern

this feels really stupid to him ]

[swordhandled]

Were you planning on sleeping anytime soon?

[maskarang]

No. ... and you?

[swordhandled]

Probably not, but you're still wearing your armor.